Poetry

This page will contain some of my poetry, hopefully you will see improvement as time goes on!


This first poem was written on the day my Grandad died, to be read at his funeral. He always encouraged my writing when I was little and writing this for him is what gave me back the urge to write constantly. Before this, I was never really into writing poems but I have found it really therapeutic and have been dabbling with poetry ever since!

                               

See you later Alligator

As we walked into the room, you looked up and said adieu

You looked at us smiling but yours eyes showed it wasn’t you

The man who loved and cared for us long since went away

With just the odd flash remaining on a rare good day

You will always be remembered, you will always be in our hearts

So close your eyes and rest now, its time for you to depart

You don’t need to worry about us you leave behind

We’ll remember all you taught us; like always to be kind

We’ll keep our hair out of our eyes and always be polite

We’ll keep our fingers out of sandwiches when we take a bite

You’ve always done so much for us, so now we promise you

To be good and look after each other and think about all we do

There’s still so much to say now, but time is running short

You always did say that I talked more than I ought!

I hope that you can hear me, and know how much we all care

I know that when I need you, you will always be there

So until we meet again, though that may be a while

See you later alligator, In a while crocodile

Written by Stacey Milnes 10^th May 2011 in loving memory of an amazing Grandad

 

Day Two

It’s been two days since you left us and gave me a heavy heart

I’m trying to solider on, but feel like I’m falling apart.

Yesterday I thought that I would be ok

I truly believed that life’s meant to be this way.

Then I woke this morning with a black cloud over me,

You who loved us so much is gone, how could it be?

I’ll never see your smile, or hear you whistle a tune

So many years together but still it feels too soon.

I wish you were here to tell me not to be bad

But most of all I just miss you Grandad.

Written by Stacey Milnes, 12^th May 2011 in loving memory of my Grandad

This was written about the battle with dementia that not only my Grandad had,  but those watching him suffer did also.

Slipping Away

Sat in the same chair, day after day

Staring blankly at us, how did you become this way?

You used to be so full of life,

Whistling a tune, looking after your wife.

Then one day we watched a cloud descend;

A darkness took a hold that we could not mend.

Slowly we watched you slip away,

Forgetting all who loved you more with each day.

We watched you move through time to the past;

You spoke about your mum and how she loved hats.

Your brothers and sisters were all there as well

But for those in your present it was a living hell,

Watching you suffer and hearing you swear

Calling us names, like you just didn’t care.

Sometimes I’d just go home and cry.

Life’s so unfair, I wanted to know why.

How could a man who loved us so well,

Be the same man before me, trapped in this shell?

But then you’d reach out and hold our hands

You’d give us a smile and we’d understand

The man we loved has not really gone away,

He’s in our thoughts and hearts every day.

Love gave us the strength to stay by your side

To keep holding your hand even when we wanted to hide

To remember the good and not dwell on the bad

To be grateful for all the time we’d had.

In the dark moments when you’d really disappear

We’d wait for it to pass and always stay near,

Til you’d tell us a tale or whistle a tune,

Sometimes you’d remember us, but that would be over soon.

We tried to remember you fit and able;

Like when you told the doctor that mum was your angel.

You knew that something was destroying your mind,

Removing your memories and making you unkind.

Your mind slipped away, your body became a shell,

You lived in one room that felt like a cell.

But your angel stayed with you and filled the room with love,

Held your hand and listened as you talked to those above.

Day after day she sat by your side

Giving you the best care, while I watched with pride

Keeping you shaved and looking smart

She turned caring into an art.

You called her your angel and she proved it true,

So please watch over her, as she did you.

Written by Stacey Milnes